Neverwinter Forest depollute me, pretty baby

At least he seemed sensible enough. Music indeed wasn’t for her, and as long as he was alright with that, then she supposed he wouldn’t likely start singing again unless she pissed him off and he used it as a means to drive her away. She chuffed and nodded, surprised but relieved he understood.

She raised one eyebrow, clearly not understanding what it was that he was referring to until she followed his eye toward the peak of a mountain in the distance. Her lips pursed. ”That mountain’s called the Spear?” she asked. It was certainly an impressive landmark.